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Clocks are ticking, and time is running out. They’ve bet everything on a god who can’t even trust himself not to shatter the mug in his own hand. Humanity… long gone, long forgotten. Yet somehow, they came crawling back. He didn’t ask for them. He didn’t want them. But what could he do? He wasn’t even conscious. Everyone thought he was dead—again. And like every other time, he returned stronger, sharper, an uninvited thorn in their side, too helpful to kill, too dangerous to trust. Noah’s tired of him. James is sick of him. Jasper barely noticed he was gone. And the rest? They have better things to grieve than another god’s disappearance. Maybe they just couldn’t stand believing he’d left them behind. But let’s start from the beginning, shall we? From the moment human hubris cracked the sky open, from the lab that caged him, from the crater that birthed a city, and the city that became a curse. This one’s going to be interesting. After all—we have all the time in the world. Time doesn’t move in the void. It bends, it breathes, it forgets. I wonder what Azraem would think if he saw this much peace. Probably burn himself alive just to spite it. — F

Andrew, the strongest mage of his dying world, made a final stand against the demons who devoured his homeland. But even after slaying their commander, he was forced to watch his universe collapse into nothing. With no future left, he used a forbidden spell to cast his soul across dimensions... right into the body of Mark, a struggling 21-year-old college student on Earth. Earth knows nothing of magic, nothing of demons, nothing of the destruction heading its way. But Andrew remembers everything. This time, he isn’t fighting to save a world. He’s here to take revenge, before the demons can begin their invasion anew.egin their invasion anew. __________ This will be reposted once WSA comes in Jan

John, a talented game developer, finds himself at a crossroads as he prepares to leave the company he helped build. Leaving the company in an annoyance, John finds himself in a precarious situation where his prior thoughts were nothing but a joke. Can he survive in such a dilemma? or will he die in a pathetic way?

A man walks through Berkal on his bare foot, filled with fantasy & technologic advances his life is the last thing this world could call an Immortal King... Or for us, an Homeless uncle farming aura & destruction for a living... don't mess with him or he'll blast through evrything at the very cost of his soul if need be.

An Invincible retelling following a protagonist who already knows the timeline — and isn’t afraid to cross lines to survive and protect what actually matters. This is my story, my take, and I chose to put it out there. If that bothers you, write your own or keep it moving. Disclaimer: I do not own Invincible, its characters, or any part of the original universe created by Robert Kirkman, Cory Walker, or the Amazon Prime series. This fanfiction is made purely for entertainment and creative exploration. All original characters, interpretations, and storylines are my own. This story may include intense themes, violence, and mature decisions. Reader discretion is advised.

I transmigrated into the world of Douluo Continent, where martial souls reign supreme. However, my awakened martial soul turned out to be completely useless, without even a trace of soul power. Destined to be an ordinary and insignificant person for life. Fortunately, a cheat system activated at the right time. As long as I crafted a persona for myself, I could turn that persona's power into my own. If I fabricated the persona of having twin martial souls, then once everyone believed I had them, I would truly possess twin martial souls. If I created the persona of becoming a god in the future, then as long as the world believed it I would become a god! Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Cortez10  

They say this world is ruled by freedom, where anyone can chase their dreams across the endless seas. That's a damn lie. This world is drowning in greed, corruption, and blood. Pirates fly their flags and slaughter whoever gets in their way. The World Government preaches order while crushing anyone who questions them. And the Marines? They talk about justice like it means something, but half of them wouldn't know real justice if it sank their ship. Me? I got thrown into this mess with nothing but a second chance I never asked for. And honestly? I wish I wasn't... This world, is living hell.

Hunting Soul Beasts, obtaining Soul Rings, gathering faith, and becoming a god at level 100! This is a world that belongs to Soul Masters. Zhao Liuyun accidentally transmigrates to the Douluo Continent, carrying a Class Panel. He starts as an abandoned infant, beginning with the profession of a "Thief". He awakens his Martial Soul and steals opportunities within his dreams. Moving between various professions, he uses the characteristic of Infinite Traits to construct a unique, one-of-a-kind stairway to godhood. Seizing the essence of heaven and earth, gathering the wisdom of sentient beings, Zhao Liuyun sows faith in countless dreams, forging his own divine position in the depths of the illusion. When the power of the dream is sufficient to overwrite reality, he will be Omniscient and Omnipotent!

In a near-future America scarred by the Great Pulse, one in ten awakens changed—and the rest decide what that change is worth. Behind the fireworks and branded heroes, neighborhoods vanish, sacred land is mined, and “unregistered” kids disappear into private prisons. A handful of young, broke, ordinary strangers begin pushing back, only to discover the system was never broken; it was built this way. Shadows of Liberty is the unending story of growing up inside a nation that keeps asking its children to save it, then punishes them for trying. When the torch you were raised to revere has always burned the hands holding it, do you keep carrying it… or do you finally let it fall? Hey readers! Thank you so much for following my story. If you’d like to support my writing, get early updates, or help me keep creating, check out my Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/cw/TheParadox101 Your support makes it possible for me to write more, improve my stories, and bring new chapters to you faster!

The world periodically experiences a celestial calamity known as a Collapsing Eclipse, its color dictating the fate that befalls mankind. On one such day, Sieg, an impoverished boy from the slums, finds himself crushed under insurmountable debt — and on the brink of becoming a victim of injustice. At the black shoreline, as his fate seems sealed, a sudden Collapsing Eclipse descends upon the sky, its sickly crimson glow revealing an ungodly, watchful eye. It is the Sanity’s Eclipse. With a single look, Sieg is torn from reality, stripped of body and self, and cast into an astral trial designed to forge an Ascendant. Those who fail lose more than their lives. Yet against all odds, Sieg awakens with a rare and unprecedented fusion of classes — one with its own unique arts: [A Visored Summoner.]

Nova-Veridia: a city where the sky is gray static and rain tastes like white noise. Meet The Nameless Jester—a chaotic anomaly who sees the world as broken data. To save a city that has forgotten him, he must hunt down his creators and crash the system. He is not just a clown; he is the virus the world can't delete.

An 18-year-old gamer, dies and reincarnates into the world of Records of Istea—the game he was obsessed with. He awakens as Raze Dragonheart, a crippled cultivator with a fragmented core but exceptional stats and an [Absolute Genius] talent. Armed with complete knowledge of the game's plot, quests, and hidden secrets, Raze plans to systematically complete every major storyline before they unfold naturally, claiming artifacts, preventing disasters, and recruiting key allies. His strategy: "swallow the plot" entirely, reshaping the world's destiny through foreknowledge and strategic intervention. His journey begins with saving his dying sister and evolves into a mission to rewrite fate itself.

In a world that is normal but tragic, Grey Nirmala walks around that world. A boy who lost the intrest in humanity and life, wanting to understand it. But everything changes when a mysterious power choses him and people around him. But is it really a mystery or something more than meets the eye? Something that will change the worldview of the boy with golden eyes who saw nothing but destruction.

The night sky shimmered with countless stars, streaked by falling lights, all under the watch of a radiant red moon.The wind was cool and gentle. A sky like this was a rare sight; one that hadn't appeared in a million years. There was complete silence. A large castle, red and white in color, was surrounded by a beautiful garden filled with many kinds of flowers. Some were tall and beautiful, while others were short and gorgeous. "The breeze rustled the flowers, scattering petals like confetti while carrying their fragrance across the garden. Inside the castle, in a large bedroom, maids were gathered around a red bed. They had worried looks on their faces, and some were rushing out of the room. A woman was in extreme pain as she gave birth. The maids were assisting her. The woman was the Queen Of Angels Seraphina Valentine, giving birth to her third child. She was trying to endure the pain, which was so intense it felt like she was about to die. Though she had given birth twice before, nothing compared to this pain so sharp it felt as if it would tear her apart. Lilith, the head maid, held her hand. "Hold on, my Queen," she said, her voice filled with concern. Seraphina's scream tore through the chamber before it died into ragged breaths. Her body trembled, sweat clinging to her skin as her fists crushed the bedsheets in desperation. Then, a baby's cry rang out.

Luke transmigrates into a chaotic Marvel-fusion universe—one where Freddy, Jason, Myers, Pinhead, Transformers, mutants, witches, demons, and cosmic entities all coexist. A world where even going to high school means sharing a classroom with Peter Parker, Harry Osborn… and future monsters in human skin. Just when he thinks he’s doomed, a golden finger awakens: —Reality Editor— • Edit your own attributes • Access thousands of skills from countless worlds • Alter skill effects • Scan 3D surroundings • Identify friend or foe • Manipulate terrain and objects • Record anomalies to gain power forever Every “anomalous” person, item, or creature becomes fuel for his upgrades. Every threat is an opportunity. Every version update brings Luke one step closer to omnipotence. With limitless growth, reality-bending abilities, and no moral chains holding him back, Luke sets his own path: From bullied classmates… to supernatural killers… to cosmic horrors… To the very gods overseeing the multiverse—all will eventually kneel. Because once the Reality Editor reaches its final version… Luke will no longer be human. He will be the Architect. The One Above the one above all. And this multiverse? It will exist only as long as he allows it.

Foolishness is humanity’s greatest sin… and I suppose I’ve drowned far too deep in it because of her. . . . Power always demands a price. That’s what they always said, and they were right. After I awakened a strength capable of cleaving a dragon in a single swing, the world took its payment by ripping away the one thing that mattered most to me. My reason to live… gone. Since then, one question haunted every breath I took: what was I living for? The answer came in the form of someone far beyond my reach—a queen with crimson eyes that could burn through one’s soul, standing so high above that ordinary men had no right to even look at her. A woman I shouldn’t have touched, not even in a dream. And yet she was the only spark left in the darkness of my life. To stand beside her, I had to grow stronger. Not just strong enough to split a dragon. Not just strong enough to tear apart monsters. I must be strong enough to split a god in two. And so I climbed—rising from a nameless commoner to a celebrated war hero… or perhaps something closer to a mad hero. After all, heroes aren’t supposed to enjoy the sound of bones shattering, the screams of their enemies, or the scent of blood clinging to their skin the way I do. Me? I’m better suited to being called a mad dog. A mad dog that will sink its fangs into anyone who dares stand in my way, even her. And if the world wants to stop me… let it try. I’ve lost everything once. I don’t mind making the world feel the same. . . . The opening seven chapters use a first-person POV, before shifting into third-person for the rest of the novel. If you’re enjoying the story, you can support me with power stones and add it to your collection. And if you have any questions or anything you want to say, just drop a comment—I’d be happy to hear from you!

He created the world. He shaped its heroes. He wrote its fate. But when Nix is reborn inside his own novel as a nameless extra, he discovers the truth: The world is no longer his. Creatures he never designed roam the land. Characters defy their original roles. And the plot he built is breaking apart. Now, armed with only his knowledge and a blade that shouldn’t exist, the forgotten extra must rise against a rewritten destiny— or vanish exactly as the world intends.

Sable was never meant to survive. Nineteen years old. Medical school dropout. Living in maintenance tunnels beneath a city that forgot he existed. When the Rain falls and tears reality open, most people pray for Grace—supernatural powers to fight the monsters. Sable gets fifteen seconds. Fifteen seconds to rewind time. Triggered only by regret. Only after he’s already failed. It’s not a gift. It’s a curse that forces him to watch himself die—over and over—until he learns to stop caring. To stop feeling. To become the monster the system thinks he already is. But when a seven-year-old girl’s life depends on him, and an Anointed Knight comes to execute them both, Sable discovers something worse than dying repeatedly: Living with what you become when death stops mattering. A dark progression fantasy about the cost of second chances, the monsters we create when survival requires sacrifice, and a boy learning that some scars never heal—even when time itself rewinds. CONTENT WARNING This story contains: • Graphic violence and death • Morally gray/dark protagonist • Child endangerment situations (not graphic) • Psychological trauma and mental degradation • Dark themes including murder, survival, and moral ambiguity • Time loop mechanics with permanent consequences Recommended for mature readers who enjoy dark progression fantasy with psychological depth.

Arthur Seigford, was an ordinary adult mortal who had humble dreams. He wanted to live a normal life filled with love and peace. Beneath that unassuming exterior, lied intelligence, which shined brighter than any other humans'. Yet he could care less to make use of such brilliance. He drowned himself in webnovels, spending countless hours on end reading books and fantasizing that he was the main character. His wish was granted. He reincarnated into one. But it was the worst one. Death loomed over you at every step. Existential horrors dared to consume universes themselves. But he wasn't the Main character nor was he a Side character. He was a totally Unwritten character. What the Fuck? He was an extra, one among countless to die in the story. He started anew as Kairox Veylor even if the conditions he was born in weren't ideal. Dying almost once again in the new world- [Infinite Ascendence Framework System has been activated...] [Eternal Nexus Supreme System has been activated...] [You have received the Eternal Strand Sovereign Physique.] [100x Amplification has been applied.. You have received the Primordial Flow Sovereign Physique.] [You have received Unmanifest Leasing.] [100x Amplification has been applied.. You have received Axiomatic Reality Leasing Ability.] Join Kairox Veylor in his journey of discovering his true self, the reason behind his reincarnation and the mysterious orgins of the Systems. Extra tags: #Harem #Insanely OP #Insane Plot and Power System #3 Dimensional Characters “I do not rise to challenge reality. I rise because reality forgot to kneel.”-Kairox Veylor. Author's note: It will have more than a few thousand chapters. But it will be a medium paced novel.